Jack Mahramas

Jack Mahramas, 82, of Carnegie, PA, formerly of Canonsburg, PA, passed away peacefully on June 24, 2023. He was born November 8, 1940, in Canonsburg, to James and Anna Florian Mahramas. On September 21, 1974, he married the love of his life, Nancy Riggs, in Pittsburgh, PA.

Jack was a member of the popular vocal harmony group, The Four Coins, who had several successful records in the 1950’s and 60’s and toured 48 weeks a year for almost two decades. They performed in the world’s top clubs in Las Vegas, the Copacabana and Latin Quarter in New York, the Palladium in London, The Fountain Blue Hotel in Miami, and clubs in Atlantic City. The group also made appearances on popular television shows including The Ed Sullivan Show, The Mike Douglas Show, and multiple appearances on Dick Clark’s American Bandstand.

Jack was a humble and kind man, and exuded a coolness that always made him approachable. Jack was extremely patient and was always there to listen or offer words of wisdom. Known affectionately as “Moo” or “Spleen,” Jack had a piercing sense of humor that will forever endure.

Jack was a proud husband, father, Pappou, and brother. He is survived by his beloved wife, Nancy; sons, Nicholas (Jaime) and Ryan; grandsons, Ethan, Elijah, and Jonas; siblings, George Mahramas, Sylvia Mahramas, and Donald Mahramas.

He was preceded in death by his parents, James and Anna Mahramas, his brother Michael Mahramas and his sister Katherine Mahramas Painter. As per Jack’s request, no funeral service will be held.

Donations in Jack’s memory can be made to Gallagher Hospice:

https://gallagherhospice.com/support-us/gallagher-foundation/

Gallagher Hospice, 1370 Washington Pike, Suite 401B, Bridgeville, PA 15017

Death is Nothing At All

Death is nothing at all.

It does not count.

I have only slipped away into the next room.

Nothing has happened.

Everything remains exactly as it was.

I am I, and you are you,

And the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.

Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.

Call me by the old familiar name.

Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.

Put no difference into your tone.

Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.

Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.

Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.

Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.

Life means all that it ever meant.

It is the same as it ever was.

There is absolute and unbroken continuity.

What is this death but a negligible accident?

Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?

I am but waiting for you, for an interval,

Somewhere very near,

Just round the corner.

All is well.

Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.

One brief moment and all will be as it was before.

How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

Henry Scott Holland